The man was devouring, but the system was in the primordial world.

"Are you sure that secret realm is undeveloped?"

Bai E narrowed his eyes, unleashing a terrifying aura that surged forth like a torrent. The rapidly distorted light lasted only a moment, yet the gaunt middle-aged man opposite him broke out in a cold sweat.

This is the law!

This is absolutely the fundamental law of light!!!

Unexpectedly, a junior who has only cultivated for a little over a hundred years can comprehend the laws, and this aura—

"How could I dare to deceive Master White Chalk?"

As if he were the master of the illusion realm, he felt the same powerful pressure as in his memory. The thin middle-aged man immediately realized that Bai Er's strength was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

No wonder His Highness Lucius treated him differently.

It turns out that this person was a genius who could contend with a World Lord even at the Domain Lord level...

"I hope you're not lying to me."

White Chalk sneered, "Otherwise, if you take my money, unless you abandon the entire Nier race and flee to another empire, no one can protect you!"

Bai E gave the other party a threatening look again, dialed a number, and looked at the old man who appeared in front of him.

"Grey Eer, take some men to the location corresponding to these coordinates and keep watch. Remember, do not let anyone approach that area within a million kilometers."

"Anyone who dares to break in, kill them on sight!"

"Also, send another delegation to visit the Night Raven Organization and make sure to convey the goodwill of our Green Field Alliance."

After doing all this, Cretaceous looked at the thin middle-aged man again.

"Surely the Silver Dragon Boss won't mind some necessary precautions?"

"Of course not."

"That's good. If I do manage to gain something from that secret realm this time, I will never forget the contributions you made, Chief Silver Dragon."

Shortly after, White Cree turned and left the office.

And when he left this place, or even walked out of this building.

In the original room, through the window, he saw the thin, middle-aged man who had left slump to the ground, covering his face with his hands, a self-deprecating laugh escaping from his drooping lips.

"What an awe-inspiring talent!"

"And with such caution, and without revealing any mastery of the laws, I'm truly curious to see what kind of storm Master White Chalk will stir up."

……

Upon learning that Cretaceous was about to leave Dripstone, System, feeling that he had wasted a chance to give guidance, came to see him off.

"Master, have you obtained what you wanted?"

"What reason do I have not to receive it?"

Merchants are driven by profit, and unscrupulous slave traders are no exception.

However, when he saw Sith again, the latter's eyes were noticeably different from before; he seemed to have become more energetic.

Of course, there's a different price for him to give further guidance.

At this moment, Bai'e was eager to improve his strength, so naturally he didn't want to stay on Drip Star for even a second longer.

Therefore, a moment later.

A top-tier D-class spaceship from the same Silver Lost series broke free from the shackles of gravity and, under the extremely complex gaze of the Sith, sailed into the boundless and vast starry sky.

"Mafa, go to Lava Galaxy No. 24."

"Master, are you referring to the area where the Blazing God fell?"

An intelligent phantom dressed in a butler's uniform appeared, stating, "According to current data, the number of immortals who died on the battlefield was the highest."

"How long has that ancient battlefield been shattered?"

"Taking it step by step is always better than trying to get fat overnight, and I always have a feeling that there might be some special gains there..."

The battlefield is a secret place left over from countless ages ago.

There was no record of this battlefield in the virtual universe. It was only from a slave trader at the eighth level of the domain lord that Cree learned that a large number of immortals had died there.

However, the collision of dozens of planets causing spatial turbulence, and the storms that could tear apart the defenses of a realm lord... such an extremely dangerous place is clearly beyond his current ability to explore.

So it's best to save up some more capital!

Once it's confirmed that these areas with immortal death can grant a limited number of simulation attempts, he won't have to endure the long wait any longer and can grow quickly.

From this perspective, the slave trade was not entirely without its merits.

The details that the virtual universe skips over are only known to these local "big shots" entrenched in various places through various channels.

"Let's go to the Lava Galaxy."

"Since it's all a risk-free business, I'll naturally cultivate whatever laws exist..."

……

Traveling through the stars was as dull as ever.

Even the most beautiful scene will become tiresome after being seen a thousand times.

So Cret had Mafa shut down the exterior simulation, leaving only the most basic detection devices, and then went off to meditate on the fundamental laws in the cockpit.

The specific target, of course, is the flame law pattern attached to the deer's fur.

A treasure that would drive a realm lord mad was easily obtained in a single ordinary simulation. With such an opportunity, Bai'e no longer had any intention of joining the five major powers.

He doesn't need those resources!!!

The only thing the five major forces have that is useful to Cretaceous is the lingering resentment of immortal beings that may remain in certain secret realms, and there is plenty of such resentment in the outer battlefields.

"Still too weak—"

Bai E shook his head with some emotion. If he were at the level of a Realm Lord, or had already possessed immortal combat power, he would have gone directly to the outer battlefield.

Since we're not strong enough yet, we can only lie low and develop our strength, hoping to get some opportunities along the way.

"Or when should we add an outsider?"

Bai'e felt that being a peripheral member of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance was a very suitable identity.

A relatively equal employment relationship allows one to access many secret realms simply by putting on a facade, without having to be bound to the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance...

Babata said that 99% of martial artists and psychic practitioners are members of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance.

It seems that Huyanbo has probably joined as well!

However, rights are commensurate with obligations. Since the missions are paid, the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance naturally wouldn't care about the life or death of a peripheral member.

At most, once Huyanbo has perished and the news is confirmed, that meaningless name will be removed from the list of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance.

This can be seen from the benefits offered to peripheral members.

Even geniuses have to honestly buy bloodline evolution agents, which are limited in quantity and have no discounts. Once bought, they can only be used by themselves or their relatives and friends.

"Let's take another look."

"If the benefits of the simulation are enough, the status of an external member is irrelevant; if the benefits aren't enough..."

Bai'e couldn't help but smile. "Then let's look again."

There are many intermediate-level civilizations in the universe near the Cui Lang Empire. Over the long years, even the immortals have fallen.

"Besides, taking it slow might also be an opportunity!"

Bai Chu turned his head and looked at the light screen that had refreshed the simulation opportunity again.

As he silently said "Simulation start" in his mind, the light screen not far away began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

[Current number of simulations: 1 → 0]

[Life Simulation Begins]

【…】

[Please select your simulation subject: A. A wild fox that has cultivated for three thousand years, B. A young boy who has just been enlightened, C. A gourd in the mountains]